A diary of sorts, chronicling the failures of my efforts to create a perfect life.

Friday, May 05, 2006

Astronauts and sauerkraut

Dear Marc, what have you been up to?

I have been mingling with astronauts, reading about murders, sweeteners and the frustrating struggle for women in space.

I shook hands with a man who'd been to the moon today. It felt like a regular handshake. He had also been to Norway, he seemed to treat the two places with equal interest. I had followed my friend Bea to her book signing at the Museum of Air and Space. Bea was introduced as a person who had recently returned from the North Pole. That's the kind of people I like to surround myself with. Explorers and astronauts.

While Bea was signing books, I read up on the amazing women who might have gone into space in the sixties, had the look on the female sex only been a little more advanced at that time. NASA did not train the Mercury 13, they were sponsored by private funding. And they were never allowed to travel anywhere beyond this planet. It's enough to make me think of that old joke "If we can put one man on the moon, why not all of them?" And once we're at it, let's put all the women up there too, and over population of planet Earth won't be such a problem anymore.Then read up on the Kissel murders and the fascinating history of Sweet N' Low before turning out the lights. Tomorrow, NYC.

dear e,glad to hear that your shoe situation has been resolved, to an extent. didn't check back for a few weeks and suddenly this. cannot tell you how nervous i was for you reading your pre-award show posts. wanted to immediately give you a list of possible shoe shops but had to refrain myself because obviously, as i saw later, you found shoes on your own. glad that things worked out in the end. i travel a lot and have gotten used to packing everything under 15min. one time, i did forget my dress shoes as well so i understand your horror.

Hey, would you hurry up and post something soon? I just stumbled across your blog about a week ago, and I am addicted (and I have never read ANY blog regularly). After I discovered your blog, I went back and read everything you've written, and now I've had to go a whole five days with nothing new. Please I need a fix...

What's funny is I don't care anything about fashion and didn't really know who Marc Jacobs was. (I had to Google him.)

It's your insight on life that grabbed me.

Just a middle aged American white guy who's also trying to figure this life thing out.